So many thoughts floating through my mind Not being able to see the pencil markings, I get frustrated So I just wait until the tears stop trickling down my face Cause I know that there is not enough paper for me to sketch or write down... All those images and words I've longed to feel this way I am so overwhelmed that I could care lessssss if my my pencil breaks Cause my thoughts will still be moving Then I think of where I am again... I have to wait to see the paper So I just close my eyes and let my hands take my emotions from me All I can do is sit and cry it hurts to know these feelings Then my conscious tells me that I need to dream those thoughts... Into another day
I see you, yet you are so far away I feel you, but you are invisible I smell you, except the scent has already been lost I love you, however, I'll never tell you
I sit and wonder why Why I take into consideration Consideration of others Others that are so cruel Cruel to my life and the Beauty of me Me who has become a person Person of thoughts and innocence Innocence that hasn't been lost Lost not but, hidden greatly Greatly enough for naked eyes Eyes that are oblivious Oblivious to everything Everything other than themselves Themselves too shallow to see See the hurt inside my mind Mindbodysoul...all as one One to another, we don't notice Notice the simple pieces Pieces making a soul Soul of beautiful nature Natures goodness that's been thrown away... Away from me Me, myself and I I sit and wonder why
I am listening (by Stephanie's grandmother, Judy)
As you sit and wonder why? I am listening to you I see your soul I see your innocence I see you. Everyone is not so shallow they cannot see They can see the hurt and feel your pain For them you must go on Look for those who see mindbodysoul...all as one All that has been thrown away will come back to you as you sit and wonder why.